SO THIS IS LOVE...

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these reckless lust so insane, every touch making me feel alive. this rush of adrenaline in my vein whenever our bodies touch fingers dancing together every time they meet the gush warmth spreading in my bones the care, making my heart melt, these hug that feels like home, the kiss that would never feel like sin. Genuine love blooming inside, I can feel you smiling, cuddling me safely beside the way you held me is all I need I am ready to take all the risk this intimacy is the lover's promise to stay this is real, feelings of love as I speak, I wish this never ends, I hope this isn’t a sweet dream, believing the world has somehow shifted.

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I woke up with tears in my eyes as the realisation hit me up this wasn’t real, this wasn’t real, this wasn’t real.. this wasn’t real, Afterall. what was that, just a sweet illusion??? a web of lies my brain layered on??

call me delusional because I can’t accept that you were just a figment of my imagination, I still think of you, I didn’t knew my heart could ever feel, a love so true I never got to see your eyes, or your smile I never got to say you I love you, or goodbye

so, my love, my dream boy

I hope someday, you visit me in my dream again.

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